JESUS, there is no dearer name than thine Which Time has blazoned on his mighty scroll; No wreaths nor garlands ever did entwine So fair a temple of so vast a soul. There every virtue set his triumph-seal; Wisdom, conjoined with strength and radiant grace, In a sweet copy Heaven to reveal, And stamp perfection on a mortal face. Once on the earth wert thou, before men's eyes, That did not half thy beauteous brightness see; E'en as the emmet does not read the skies, Nor our weak orbs look through immensity. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...JIM DALLEY by ALEXANDER ANDERSON THE STEAM-ENGINE: CANTO 9. VISION OF THE WORLD by T. BAKER ALONG SHORE by HERBERT BASHFORD NIGHT AFTER NIGHT by GERTRUDE BLOEDE TEACH US TO WAIT! by PHOEBE CARY A HIDDEN HAND - SOMEWHERE by ALFRED JENNINGS FUNNELL NEW ROSES by THEODOSIA (PICKERING) GARRISON |